ISABELLA'S POV
I sluggishly dragged myself out of bed slipped on a fresh gown and slid into flip-flops.
I couldn't sleep after my encounter with Alexander. I couldn't believe I got drunk and slept off on a couch. And Alex tried to seduce me!
It was past 6 am and I dragged myself to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast for Edward. Our house-help hadn't resumed yet so I had to make him breakfast, even though I didn't want to.
I heat-heated the stew I made the evening before and popped buttered fresh bread into the oven. When the stew was hit enough, I ladled up some into a plate and poured tea into a tall glass full of ice.
Briskly I got the bread out of the oven and put it in the napkin-lined breadbasket, then placed the basket on the dining table.
I didn't hear Edward approach a
